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It Rained Today

It Rained Today

 

It rained today

Breaking the strangling heat

But it wasn’t a cleansing rain

It didn’t dilute the colour of our skin

Or wash away the blood on our streets

 

It just soaked

The lonely man erecting barricades

So that McCars could McQueue for McBurgers

As consumerism kicked back in

And the deluge began

 

The air felt clearer though

Cracked...

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Black Metal Band Looking For A Name

Black Metal Band Looking For A Name

 

Cannibal Sewer Rats

The Sweat Of Judas

Black Candle Prayer

Vikings Of Stavanger

 

We need a name boys

We need a name

Black Metal Band

Looking for fame

 

Sons Of The Necropolis

Sonic Angel Spit

Kitten Paws (No! Kevin No!)

Demon Suicide

 

We need a name boys

We need a name

Black Metal Band

Looking for f...

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Indebted

Indebted

 

I took to watching slow dying sunsets

Marking the passing of the dawdling day

The trees casting their stoic silhouettes

 

Counting the golden currency each ray

bestows upon my mood and mental health

keeping the braying doubts and fears at bay

 

Accumulating natures gift of wealth

hoarding value like a miser stores gold

a solar bank that aids the commo...

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hide and seek

hide and seek

 

one thousand and one

one thousand and

 

my head pressed against the bark

on the tree by the pond side

where the ducks quack back

at the boy with the ball

whose dreams are

not yet fully formed

 

two one thousand and three

one thou

 

sat by the brown muddy water

with schoolbooks spilling from bags

a kiss on the cheek

and we carve ...

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